21: conversations with the king

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Kiara's POV: How did I get here? All around me I could see trees. Tall, willowy trees that bent and twisted in the wind. A voice seemed to emanate from them, a haunting kind of singing that sounded both beautiful and tragic. Where even am I? I glanced around me for any pointers to my location. The trees stared back at me. The wind nipped at my exposed skin, yet it felt oddly warm. The sky overhead was gradually darkening. I knew deep down that I needed to get out of here before the sun disappeared completely. My feet moved on their own, dragging me through the woods and out into a clearing. At the centre of the clearing was a glistening lake with dark blue water. It looked to perfect to be natural, making me wonder who on earth would carve out a lake in the middle of a clearing. I pa

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